Strike the Blue

Strike the Blue


We climbed up on that high terrain

Where lightning struck the blue

Where thunderous hearts beat in the rain

That fell on me and you

We took that lonely desert road

Both knowing where it led

I want to do it all again

Beneath the watershed

Of hands, so warm, upon my skin

Searching for surrender

Leading me to ecstasy

Preparing me to enter

A place I thought I’d never go

With you the day we met

A place I thought that I had been

But babe, I hadn’t yet

I miss the feeling of your touch

The soft scent of your skin

I need to hold you, oh, so much

To have you here again

So near to me that I can feel

The beating of your heart

The breath, this breath has longed to steal

From lips I long to part

My hands, so soft, upon your skin

Waiting your surrender

Leading you to ecstasy

Preparing you to enter



©Kay Salady






About Kay Salady

I write about the greatest force on earth that, I believe, lives on forever and surpasses all else. "All your poems read like I am watching an artist use words instead of colours full of feeling." ~Anon.

Posted on February 7, 2014, in poetry and tagged , , , , , , , , , , , , . Bookmark the permalink. 3 Comments.

  1. Wow – truly steaming hot!


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